Unlike the distance I’d felt in Philadelphia, Pittsburgh’s not-quite-midwestern coziness seemed to bubble up wherever it found air. It’s something I’m still getting used to compared to the East Coast tradition of professional competition.
Unlike the distance I’d felt in Philadelphia, Pittsburgh’s not-quite-midwestern coziness seemed to bubble up wherever it found air. It’s something I’m still getting used to compared to the East Coast tradition of professional competition.
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